Green Man
A Green Man Sculpture is a sculpture, or other representation of a face surrounded by or made from leaves. Branches or vines may sprout from the nose, mouth, nostrils or other parts of the face and these shoots may bear flowers or fruit. Commonly used as a decorative architectural ornament, Green Men are frequently found in carvings on both secular and ecclesiastical buildings. "The Green Man" is also a popular name for English public houses and various interpretations of the name appear on inn signs, which sometimes show a full figure rather than just the head.
The Green Man motif has many variations. Found in many cultures from many ages around the world, the Green Man is often related to natural vegetative deities. It is primarily interpreted as a symbol of rebirth, representing the cycle of growth each spring. Some speculate that the mythology of the Green Man developed independently in the traditions of separate ancient cultures and evolved into the wide variety of examples found throughout history.
Traffic light
Traffic lights, also known as traffic signals, traffic lamps, traffic semaphore, signal lights, stop lights, and (in technical parlance) traffic control signals, are signalling devices positioned at road intersections, pedestrian crossings, and other locations to control conflicting flows of traffic.
The world's first, manually operated gas-lit traffic signal was short lived. Installed in London in December 1868, it exploded less than a month later, injuring or killing its policeman operator. The first safe, automatic electric traffic lights were installed in the United States in the late 1890s.
Traffic lights alternate the right of way accorded to road users by displaying lights of a standard color (red, yellow, and green) following a universal color code. In the typical sequence of color phases:
Green Man (disambiguation)
The Green Man is an ancient symbol of nature.
Green Man or greenman phrase may also refer to:
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Summerisle
by: Green Man- What of the true god... to whose glory churches and
monasteries have been built on these islands for
generations past. Now sir, what of him?
- He's dead... and he can't complain. He had his
chance, and in modern parlance: blew it.
We touched shore at dawn on Mayday. The coast was
striking, with it's palm trees and blooming flowers. It
could have been an island of the Mediterranean. A horse
(...) was waiting for us at the docks, in order to take
us to the Lord's castle. We had been invited by him.
Upon arriving, he hugged his boat, and kissed us on
both cheeks, smiling. In silence I cried, for I had
found my father after 27 years. We rested on soft
couches, and ate the fruit for which the island is
famous.
At midday we travelled to town, for the day's
celebrations. I was particularly intrigued by the boys
(...) surrounding the Maypoles. And the girls (...) had
brought (...) for all to wear. Everyone seemed to be
smiling, and generally happy to celebrate their gods,
that elsewhere had been forgotten.
The communion lunch was surprising. I had never seen so
many brown baby cakes (...) all (...) in the form of a
(...) Everybody was happy was happy to share. And we
ate giant and plenty, while the Lord and some of the
youth delighted us with (...)
In the afternoon the procession assembled. Everybody
from the youngest child to the oldest (...) was wearing
masks that resembled every animal created by the gods.
Wolves, fish, cats, horses. I was handed the fox once,
and followed the hobby horse. Punch and the Lord (...)
We offered beer to the gods of the sea and later
slaughered lambs in honour of the goddess of the
orchards.
Later that night, after having danced around the
bonfires, and after having spoken to the old villagers
about petty things, we decided after all that the Lord
had been right, and that home have a new name, and that
(...) were no more in this place we call home. And this
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